This is a song about "Left"

Make me another brother

I left for one summer,

And i'm left for the corrections,

I never fit in with them light skins

I'm still confused about why you left

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Keep the bitches on my dick

His ego left bloated

Right now using my left brain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Your father left you for another

You know...you know who you are

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

That was good shit, is there any left

Your family is left wondering why

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry